Ivory Chains

Yeah
Yeah

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, hold up
I had to call my 'lil bro, tell him to roll up
We outside, we outside
We on the come out, we on the come up
I had to stay off of my phone
'Lil shawty won't leave me alone
When I spray X cologne
To the bad bitches I bone

They can't tell you shit when your rockstar famous
They can't tell you shit when you 'shittin on a A-list
I've been 'feelin pretty since my money turned to chains bitch
I've been 'feelin eerie since turned ivory to chains bitch
Shawty look more pretty 'cuz the money gives more ass bitch
I jus dropped a masterpiece and I did on an accidental
Bitch done got me turnt, in this motherfucking rental

Hold up
I got to take it in
Came from a beeping anklet
To a tennis bracelet
All this bitches try too
Get a 'youngin "pregnant"
'Cuz they ratchet, ratchet
'Cuz they ratchet, ratchet
Yeah, Yeah

I just fucked me a ratchet bitch
And my diamonds, they 'coolin it
And the money is coming in
And the bitch wanna fuck on me

Ivory chains 'lil shawty, ivory chains
Ivory chains 'lil shawty, ivory chains
Ivory chains, yeah

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, hold up
I had to call my 'lil bro, tell him to roll up
We outside, we outside
We on the come out, we on the come up
Ivory chains 'lil shawty, ivory chains



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Writer(s): Julian Simeone
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